We're both sophomores at UCLA. Her parent's are bigtime wealthy, so she is too. She has her own sweet apartment near campus (which is great, because w... get to do it whenever and where ever we want! More on that in a minute), a Lexus coupe, designer clothes. The whole rich girl thing. She's cool, though. She's not stuck up at all, and makes friends with everybody. So she's great, right?And she is great, and it's cool being her boyfriend, except the pony thing is a little weird.It's not like she. "PLEASE, show me" he sobbed I couldn't let him suffer ! I grabbed both of my enormous titties and got them right out for him, the nipples were like bullets."Show me....down there as well!" he begged "NO" I said firmly "I can't" Still the titties had done the job, as I absent mindedly fingered the big nipples.Jack's wank had finally struck oil.Great gouts of creamy white sperm fired from the end of his huge cock and gleaming purple knob, another and another and another, firing all up his ripped. I retched and grabbed the arm, the limb cold as a chunk of ice, and began to curse at it and beat it into the bathroom wall and spit foamy white toothpaste froth at it.Seconds later, it again disappeared, and I discovered I was slapping my toothbrush at the wall and that the sink was empty.I took my razor, cut a short slice on my forearm, dipped my finger in the running warm blood and wrote, on the bathroom wall, a 口, the character for mouth, hoping the severed arm would stick itself in there. Sarah is agog. “Wow, Annie, did he get to see all of that?”“He sure did; it must have made his day! He gave me an extra flake!”“No more than you deserve, honey.”Sarah licks her black-currant lolly in its cardboard tube, tonguing and sucking it as if she were giving a blow-job. This gives me an idea so naughty that I hardly dare say it.“Okay, Sarah, my turn again. I dare you to…push that ice-lolly into your pussy.”I thought Sarah would act more shocked, but perhaps she was thinking something.